Monday, 31 August 2015

Anyone who knows me knows I hate planning for travel. Yes, I have been to a few far-flung places but I didn't plan everything meticulously. And my colleague will attest (quite angrily) to a recent incident where a supposed planned trip to Vegas didn't materialised due to my lack of will to plan - I pled not guilty and points the finger to another colleague who needed me to be around in the office.

But I do NOT want to digress.

Since 18 months ago during Chinese New Year, my aunt has been asking if I would visit Chewy in London. I nonchalantly responded "Yes, perhaps with Papa in the Summer".

To which my aunt gleefully replied "I have not been to Europe. Maybe I can go with you?"

"Sure" came the too quick response. I am always all for people to join me on my travels.

Little did I realise that I'll end up planning a family trip for two elderly, two cousins, one cousin's boyfriend and myself. This trip will take us to London, Paris, Marly-le-Roi, Lisbon and Porto. My lack of planning caused us a trip to Iceland but I guessed there is always another time to visit, especially when Chewy gets her other place - hopefully, I won't have to pay for accommodation anymore!

Now, let us take a trip down memory lane on this amazing, surprised-filled family trip...

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

There is a reason for everything that happens. And there plenty of good reasons why you shouldn't be friends with your ex on social media. The messages from his past life will make you overanalyse every.single.word. that has been posted for the public to see.

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

While travelling from Warren Street to Euston on the Victoria Line, he leaned into my hair, smelled it, and whispered "I love you" unexpectedly into my left ear for the first time (in five years). Yes, he does silly sweet things like this sometimes.

Saturday, 8 August 2015

I found someone who loved me in all entirety​ - my strengths and flaws; the good, bad and ugly; my imperfections; my temper and the tempers; my dreams and my fears; my everything. And I kid no one. It should​ have​ be​en​ a fairytale ending with a ring, flowers, vows, house, holidays,​ maybe even a few patters of tiny feet.​

Tuesday, 4 August 2015

There are some cities that you just fall in love with very naturally and almost immediately. Lisbon is one that made me feel that way. The narrow one-person cobblestone hilly walkways, the million shoe shops, the most-friendly locals, the coconut buns, everything! And it's been a while since I have felt this way! It's a pleasant surprise, even for myself. :)